Tigers

There's tigers waiting in the brush
 you'd better give 'em all your lunch
 They left me with a bit of stump
 'cause I didn't know
 If you look 'em 'tween the eyes
 they might leave you only one to cry from
 Or they might leave you there for the flies
 So not in the eyes
 You can say whatever you feel
 as long as you know you won't become a meal
 So, shake their paws
 seal all the deals
 if they got an iron grip
 then make yours steel...
 So it can feel you're for real
 There's lions waiting in the grass
 you'd better put on all your masks
 They'll catch you if you don't run fast
 So save your ass
 You can say whatever you feel
 as long as you know you won't become a meal
 So, shake their paws
 seal all the deals
 if they've got an iron grip
 then make yours steel...
 So it can feel you're for real